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I sit at my desk typing an email to Triple H and getting ready for Raw in a few hours. I'll be apart of a segment tonight, so I'll have to make sure I cover these hickeys on my neck and chest.
I sigh to myself, once I hit send and lean back in my chair. I can't stop thinking about Jey's birthday last night. We had a good time with friends and I even got him a gift he wanted, other than pussy.
But, of course birthday sex is what both me and Jey were looking forward to the most and like every time we go at it, I gave Jey the best fuck of his life.
I bite my lip, as I replay the image of his naked body over and over in my mind and feel myself getting more and more aroused. I shake my head to center myself and get back to work.
The last thing I should be thinking about is sex. Especially since my entire body is sore.
My chest, neck and right shoulder are littered with light red bruises and my hips and legs ache from Jey testing my flexibility. But, the most sore spot is the space between my thighs.
Jey is not only blessed with length, but girth as well. He continuously praises me for being one of the few women who can take all of him, but it's not without a challenge. Jey is skilled in the bedroom and knows my body almost as well as I do.
So, despite him having a big dick; he knows how to use it so well.
Squeezing my legs together, I read and answer other emails and busy myself so my mind will stop wandering. I need to focus, if I want to be done before Raw airs.
2 hours later
I stretch in my chair and stand to head to catering. I'm starving and need to stretch my legs.
Im greeted by a few of my friends and grab some food. Rhea, Dom and Damien are chatting animatedly; while Finn is chatting with Seth about something that's making the World Champ smirk in amusement.
I snack on some celery sticks and apple slices, while scrolling through my Facebook. Suddenly, strong arms wrap around my waist, making me gasp. Jey's lips kiss the space under my right ear, making chills go up my spine.
"Jey, behave yourself!" I fuss, as I hit his tatted arm.
"My bad, Bae. You just look so good." He says, as I turn around in his arms.
I smile and wrap my arms around his neck.
I look around the room and I'm shocked to see that everyone is gone.
"Everyone left?" I ask, feeling dumbfounded.
"Been left. You know how absorbed you get with ya phone."
I shrug.
"Why aren't you in your wrestling gear? The show starts in an hour."
Jey is still in his blue and white Nike tracksuit. The jacket is unzipped and you can see his entire torso, as well as a few hickeys on his chest and neck.
